"Boom"

A bolt of lightning slashed straight east, and the blazing white light hit Ling Jiantong's stunned little face like this.

The tears from the corners of her eyes suddenly broke, and her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at the man standing not far away.

What did he just say?

Divide...... Apart?

In an instant, Ling Jiantong's mind suddenly reflected that night, the starry sky was full, he held her hand, and made an oath to the ends of the earth, the sea is dry, he said, no matter what, he will not leave her, how can it be now......

Ling Jiantong's head exploded with the thunder, and she felt that what she was stepping on was no longer a solid earth, but instantly turned into a void cloud, and she would fall into nothingness if she took a step back, and she would die without a place to bury herself.

Her body was shaky, her legs trembled and she could barely stand, and it was only at this moment that she understood what it was like to have ten thousand arrows piercing her heart, and at the moment of pouring, she even thought that if she died here, would Situ Qianchen have a trace of regret......

But instead of falling to the ground, her body fell into a warm embrace.

Her eyes were closed, but she already knew that there would be no one in the world except him who would see her so frustrated and embarrassed.

Mu Jinghong wrapped the cloak tightly around the thin Ling Jiantong in his arms, he only left for a while, and when he returned to the room, the empty bed was reflected in front of his eyes, his heart immediately panicked, he almost frantically searched every corner in the panicked crowd, and finally he found her in the desolate place in front of the main hall full of corpses.

He held Ling Jiantong in his arms, looked at the woman whose eyes were closed tightly and did not dare to open, but the tears kept flowing, his heart broke in an instant, his hand wiped away the tears hanging on her cheeks, and said softly in her ear: "Eyes, don't be afraid, I am by your side." ”

Then, he raised his eyes, and a pair of black jade stared fiercely at the ruthless man in front of him, and the two men's gaze made the surrounding atmosphere instantly drop to freezing.

"Situ Qianchen, how dare you look at each other like this?"

If he had stayed in the past and killed Mu Jinghong, Mu Jinghong would not have believed that one day Situ Qianchen would abandon it like this, but now, he believed it, he saw Situ Qianchen's ruthless killing, and even the slaughter of women and children, he suddenly believed it from the bottom of his heart, Situ Qiannan's death completely changed the previous Situ Qianchen.

Situ Qianchen has never thought about turning back since he entered Suicheng, he wants to go to hell, and he has to pull everyone up.

Situ Qianchen's heart was already dead at the moment, nothing could arouse his dead heart, he looked at Mu Jinghong with a pair of godless eyes: "Take her away, I don't want to see her again." ”

With that, he turned around and just took a step, when suddenly there was a chill behind his back, his back froze, and a dagger was stuck in his back and shoulder!

That dagger was issued by Mu Jinghong.

Situ Qianchen's sword eyebrows frowned, and he raised his hand and pulled out the dagger cleanly, and the red instantly gushed out, staining a large part of his clothes, but he couldn't even feel the pain, in front of Situ Qiannan's tablet, the heads of the five elders had already gathered, and Su Mu was left alone, he was alive to obtain this last head, so that he could rest assured to see Situ Qiannan.

He didn't even treat the wound behind his back, and still stubbornly walked in the direction of the main hall gate.

Mu Jinghong's five fingers were clenched, and the blood flowing from his palms dripped to the ground.

"Situ Qianchen, you and I have a brotherly relationship, from this moment on, grace will be cut off!"

Mu Jinghong almost roared angrily, and the hazy sky echoed with his anger, but Situ Qianchen didn't even stop his steps.

Almost without warning, the heavy rain fell, Mu Jinghong stood there, the rain smeared the blood under his feet, Ling Jiantong fell into his arms, and his breathing was almost weak.

The rain flowed down his cheeks, he looked down at Ling Jiantong, who had a pale face in his arms, his eyes moved slightly, he picked up Ling Jiantong, and walked out of the door step by step.

In the main hall, there was no one left, only Su Mu was left sitting on the high seat of the sect leader.

Situ Qianchen looked at him with cold eyes, his toes were light, and he had already mastered the light skill in front of him, and the cold sword light was on Su Mu's neck.

Su Mu's expression was calm, and he was so calm that he even made Situ Qianchen, who was full of murderous energy, smack his sword slightly.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"From the first day I established the Pure Yuan Sect, I thought that there would be such a day, but I didn't expect that it would be under your Situ Qianchen's sword."

When Su Mu said this, he had already raised his eyes to look at Situ Qianchen, who was lifeless and completely like a walking corpse.

"From the day you killed my brother, you should have known that this was going to happen."

The blade of the sword was pressed, and it was already pierced with red blood stains.

"Situ Qianchen, do you know that you mobilized the army privately, it was a great crime to exterminate the nine clans, it seems that you are ready to die with me, it's a pity that those Situ troops will definitely be annexed by Prince Muluo's auxiliary general's mansion."

"You think I'll care?"

The corners of Su Mu's mouth curled into an intriguing smile: "You don't care, but your brother, Situ Qiannan will care, he desperately wants to protect the Situ family, but he didn't expect to be cut off by his own brother in the end, I think he knows under the spring, and he will definitely not be blind, right?" ”

Situ Qianchen was a little annoyed by what Su Mu said, and his sword edge went further: "What qualifications do you have to say my brother?" ”

Su Mu suddenly laughed: "Actually, you feel in your heart that what I said is also right, otherwise, I would have been in a different place by now." ”

Situ Qianchen's eyes were half squinted, he really wanted to quickly slash the enemy in front of him, but for some reason, his hand just couldn't move.

"Situ Qianchen, you know better than me in your heart, we are all the same people in the final analysis, we are all people who hate the Mu family of Tianyuan Country, if the Emperor of the Mu family really believed in your Situ family, he would have sent you to support Tianji City a long time ago, but he finally ordered his son to come to reinforcements, it can be seen that he just wants to use my hand to take the opportunity to weaken the power of your Situ family."

"Shut up!"

"You know what I'm saying is true!" Su Mu suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the blade of the sword, the blood oozing from his palm made his words even more excited, his gaze approached Situ Qianchen, and said word by word: "Situ Qianchen, you were born and died for the Mu family in vain, but in the end you ended up like this, are you really willing?" ”

The murderous aura on Situ Qianchen's body gradually receded, and he glared at Su Mu without replying a word.

Su Mu saw the hesitation in Situ Qianchen's eyes, and immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Situ Qianchen, do you dare to bet with me?" ”

After a long time, Situ Qianchen sneered: "Do you think that our Situ Qianchen is so easy to be at the mercy of others?!" ”

With that, his sword suddenly withdrew from Su Mu's palm, and he swung it at Su Mu almost without hesitation.

Crimson splashed out, instantly staining the throne of the Pure Abyss Sect Master......

A month later.

There are still rumors in the capital of Tianyuan Country, about Situ Qianchen only taking eight days to break through Suicheng, the gathering place of the Jingyuan Sect, and obtain the head of the five elders of the Jingyuan Sect and the head of the sect leader.

The Pure Yuan Sect, which had been entrenched in the Tianyuan Kingdom for many years and gave the current emperor a headache, was easily taken down by Situ Qianchen, which was really brave.

However, it is clear that there is such a great military exploit, and the emperor Mu Zhan should be rewarded, but that day, the people of the capital saw it clearly, and it was not Situ Jun who came in from the city gate who returned triumphantly, but the Praetorian Guards led by Mu Zhen and the escorted prisoner car.

And on top of the prisoner car was General Zhaoyi Situ Qianchen.

Since then, Situ Qianchen has been stripped of his title and laid down a prison because of his private mobilization of the army.

A month has passed, but the court has not given a result of Situ Qianchen's final verdict.

Seven Kings' Mansion.

The warm morning sun scattered down the winding vines, and fell mottled on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, summer passed, and autumn followed.

The breeze blew, and the yellowish leaves on the vines swayed and drifted down, and finally landed peacefully on the black hair of the woman in pink clothes sitting on the steps.

The woman in pink shrunk into a ball, sitting on the steps, her head tilted between her arms, as if she was sleeping soundly.

At this time, a white figure quietly appeared behind her, looking at her sweet sleeping appearance, smiling faintly, and gently covering the cloak in the room on the body of the woman in pink.

The woman in pink slept lightly, her shoulders shook slightly, and her eyes slowly opened.

She looked up and saw the man in white beside her, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she muttered: "Jinghong, how long have I been asleep?" You don't call me when you come. ”

Mu Jinghong stretched out his hand to brush away the fallen leaves on her black hair, and then said softly: "I see that you sleep sweetly, I can't bear to disturb you, but you, you don't sleep on the bed, why are you squatting here and falling asleep?" I'm not afraid of catching a cold. ”

Ling Jiantong's good-looking eyes narrowed into an arc, and the sunlight hit her little face, but she looked white and loving: "I had a nightmare again last night, and I really couldn't sleep well in bed, and it's good to bask in the sun here." ”

Mu Jinghong lowered his eyes, and didn't ask her what nightmare she had, but just took out a wooden comb from her sleeve, looked at her long hair that had not yet been combed up, and sighed lightly: "Eyes, you have a cloak all day long, like a female ghost, this is fortunately in the house, if you go to the street, don't scare the passers-by to death." ”

With that, he squatted down and began to comb Ling Jiantong's hair, her hair was long and often split ends, and it was difficult to take care of her hair every time she combed it, Ling Jiantong combed it a few times, but she simply didn't bother to comb it.

But fortunately, Mu Jinghong's hands are like magic, and he doesn't feel pain every time he combs his hair, and he is gentle to the extreme.

Over time, she relied on him.